Time Rants

Time rants and Time rages.

Time commits and acquits in stages;  all in a dog’s day of Summer.  Time’s ideas are static, though his body frantic.  His mouth, always in motion.

Time gives and Time takes.

Time makes love and flakes love;  all in a dog’s day.  Time wanders in wonder and then falls apart; though in no way, idle thoughts  His words become the initial force upon a growing heart.

Yours;  the one he attends to and intends to break.

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